After teaching the few undisciplined outside disciples, and saving the broken disciple, Ye Lingyue passed through the crowd with ease.

Tan Yizhenjun's panacea, she naturally used her hands and feet, but she didn't expect that it would be taken by someone who was seriously injured.

Fortunately, she had saved the man's life with Ding Yi.

Ye Lingyue is quite a person who must be compared. This means that she will never let go of the person who offends her, but she will not get involved casually.

Half of Ye Lingyue's purpose of going to the moon market today has been completed, but the remaining half has just begun.

It's past noon, and there are two hours before dusk.

At this hour, it happened to be around lunch break, not many people, but some talents who came to catch the evening market had just come out.

Ye Lingyue pondered, she should have the idea to earn the spirit stone.

Just before she walked all the way, she seemed to hang out, but she was actually observing the various shops in Yueshi.

There are a variety of things sold in the monthly market, with materials and finished products, as well as some weapons and clothing. It looks just like the general market on the Qingzhou mainland.

A closer look is a bit different.

After all, this is the monthly market inside Guyuehai. Even if it is an item sold by ordinary disciples, the quality is higher than any market that Ye Lingyue has seen, even the prefecture-level auction in Jubaoge.

Ye Lingyue's earlier plan to sell immortality medicine or the idea of ​​Ling Zhi in Hongmeng Tianli was also forced to dispel.

To say that the only thing on her body that can have a market in the moon market of Guyuehai, I am afraid that there will be only the Qiankun Zijin bag.

But when Ye Lingyue arrived at the beginning of the year, he mixed in as a handyman. For the first time, he didn't dare to be so blatant.

Just when Ye Lingyue frowned, a warrior passed by, and Ye Lingyue's eyes fell on the saber in the waist of the warrior ...

Her eyes lit up, without saying a word, she found an intersection, and then took a piece of cloth, a bamboo rod, and ink from Qiankun's life bag. After brushing a few large characters, she put aside and waited for the first sale. Come home.

In the lunar city, Ye Lingyue does not shout when people come and go. The only thing that attracts people is the cloth hanging on the side.

But most people did not take a second look.

Until there was a somewhat familiar female warrior, walking past Ye Lingyue.

The female disciple was the horse-faced female warrior who sold medicinal herbs earlier.

After the herbs in her stall were sold out, she closed the stall and was ready to leave. It happened that Ye Lingyue was stalling there.

Recognizing Ye Lingyue, the female disciple of the horse face wanted to see what she was selling. She couldn't help but stopped. Her eyes fell on Ye Lingyue's face first, and then she looked at the one beside her. Signboard, I saw a line on the cloth.

"Professional refurbishment and repair will cost one to five spirit stones."

The female disciple Ma Ma was a little surprised. She also went back and forth in Moon City many times. She had seen all kinds of things sold, but she had never seen anyone do any renovation.

"Little girl, what do you mean by renovation, what's new?"

The female disciple asked casually.

"Hey, Sister, you. You can renovate everything, from weapons to hair accessories to protective gear. As long as it is a magic weapon, I can help you renovate or repair it within a quarter of an hour. The charges vary according to the difficulty. Sister, you just helped me out. If you patronize me, I can give you a 50% discount. "

Ye Lingyue also recognized the female disciple and said with a smile.

"Really everything can be renovated?"

The female disciple thought about it, and took out a worn hairpin from her arms. It seemed to be some years old. The hairpins on the hairpin had grown a thick layer of metallic iron scale.

This hairpin has a very special meaning for female disciples, so even though it is very old, she still does not want to throw it.

In the early years, she also tried to find someone to repair it, but the refining masters said that once it was renovated, it would damage the surface of the hairpin. The female disciple was unwilling and dragged on.

Rarely met Ye Lingyue, and the fees were not expensive, the female disciples had a new idea and handed the hairpins up.

"Look, see if you can get it back to its original state, but you can't destroy it, otherwise, don't blame me for turning around and not recognizing people."

Ye Lingyue took the hairpin and looked at it, and found that this hairpin, which looked inconspicuous, was actually made of Nirvana iron fused with the tears of the sharks, or it was a high-grade spirit weapon.

She quickly put away the joke, and carefully checked the structure of the hairpin with Dingxi, only to see her move with her fingers, and the hairpin burned with gray hair.

At the same time, Ye Lingyue was in control of Dingxi and quickly purified the dirt on the surface of the hairpin.

The horse-faced female disciple looked around, still afraid that Ye Lingyue might accidentally damage the hairpin, but what surprised her was that the humble gray fire in Ye Lingyue's hand would have the hairpin surface a little bit, The dirt that has been deposited for many years is removed.

Like a pearl of dust for years, the hairpin reveals its original appearance.

Ye Lingyue put away the gray fire, and the afterglow in the corner of his eye reached the tail of the hairpin, and a small line was engraved on it.

"Wan Yun Wu Ai, gifted by Liu Yu."

It seems that this hairpin is a gift from this sister's sweetheart?

Ye Lingyue had just handed the hairpin back, and the female disciple of the horse face couldn't help but stretch out her hand to grab it. She grabbed the hairpin as if it were the life root, and her voice shivered slightly.

"Really ... really, the words above are still there."

With her own hands, she repeatedly rubbed the seven words above, and her eyes were filled with enthusiasm.

"Sister, a piece of spirit stone, yours is a terrestrial spirit tool, a high-level spirit tool. It takes two pieces of spirit stone for refurbishment. I count you 50% off and only need to pay one piece of spirit stone."

Ye Lingyue's white and tender hands shook in front of the horse-faced female disciples.

The female disciple Ma Ma didn't say anything. He took out two spirit stones from his pocket and gave them to Ye Lingyue.

"I paid you the original price. You helped me a lot. What's your name?"

The female disciple was also aware of her gaffe, and she carefully collected the hairpin and looked in Ye Lingyue's eyes.

Ye Lingyue, who did n’t dare to refurbish the hairpins in the sect of the Zong Men, dare to refurbish the hairpins. Ye Lingyue is not as simple as an ordinary "outdoor disciple" in the eyes of the female disciples in Ma Face .

"My name is Ye Lingyue. Sister and I will set up a stall here every month in the future. If you have other brothers and sisters to be renovated and repaired, you can introduce it to me. The material cost will be calculated separately. I will give you 50% discount." Ye Ling Yue is also polite. He took over the Lingshi and did not forget to say hello again.

Anyway, she was just out of frustration and dying, and meditating to adjust the rate can be restored.

The female face of Ma Lian secretly remembered the name "Ye Lingyue" in her heart and nodded her head, before leaving the moon market.